Chapitre I : presentation

My name is Afsatou Fall, I am twenty-three years old and above all I am Muslim. I am Malian on my mother's side, and Senegalese on my father's side. But, we're not going to lie, I don't speak Senegalese, except for basic words like "hello", "goodbye", "thank you" or stuff like that.

I have the bac +5 level and I now work in my own accounting firm, with my best friend Hawa Sissoko alhamdoulilaye, very dear to me.

I have been wearing the veil since I was fifteen, which is eight years, and alhamdoulilaye I am proud of it. I hope to get even closer to the almighty Al Aziz the creator of all creatures

My father, Hassan Fall, is Senegalese. He is the pillar of our family. At fifty-nine years old, he is a real estate agent, and a Muslim. It's an example, and I'm proud of it. May Allah keep him close to us as long as possible.

My mother, Atou Cissé, is Malian. Muslim. She is the apple of my eye, the cement, the glue, my example, the one I dreamed of becoming and that I still dream of being. She is fifty-two years old and works as an ophthalmologist. But when we go out, people always ask if she's my sister

My first brother, Oumar Fall, is twenty-nine years old. He's the oldest, and he's a handsome guy. He works as a real estate agent in my father's company.

My second brother, Ahmed Fall, is twenty-six years old. He’s a handsome guy too! He is a general practitioner, and makes super lame jokes

I am close to my two brothers and love them very much, like my whole family.

Finally, my best friend, Hawa Sissoko, who is also twenty-three years old. She works with me, she is Malian and Mauritanian, I love this crazy girl so much

The rest I will present to you during the story.

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